2 . As a child, there was nothing I liked better than Sunday afternoons at my grandfather’s farm in western Pennsylvania. Surrounded by miles of stone walls, the house and field provided endless hours of fun for a city kid like me.

Since my first visit to the farm, I had wanted more than anything to be allowed to climb the stone walls surrounding the houses. My parents would never agree because the walls were so old that some stones were loose and falling. However, my idea to climb across those walls grew so strong that finally I had all my courage to enter the living room, where the adults had gathered after Sunday dinner.

“I want to climb the stone walls.” I said. “Heavens, no! You’ll hurt yourself!” The response was just as I’d expected. But before I left the room, I was stopped by my grandfather’s loud voice. “Now hold on just a minute.” I heard him say. “Let the boy climb the stone walls. He has to learn to do things for himself.”

“Go,” he said to me, “and come and see me when you get back.” For the next two and a half hours I climbed those old walls — and had the time of my life. Later I met with my grandfather to tell him about my adventures. I’ll never forget what he said. “Fred,” he said, smiling, “you made this day a special day just by being yourself. Always remember, there’s only one person in this whole world like you, and I like you exactly as you are.”

Many years have passed since then, and today I host the television program Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, seen by millions of children throughout America. There have been changes over the years, but one thing remains the same: my message to children at the end of almost every visit. “There’s only one person in this whole world like you,” the kids will hear me say, “and people can like you exactly as you are.”

3 . Just before New Year, the principal (校长) called me into his office and asked me to read a poem written by me at the New Year party. “Sure,” I said with a smile, my dreams of being a famous ________ floating in my mind.

For weeks, I worked on my poem, ________ bettering the structure, sound, and voice. I reread my Emily Dickinson and William Wordsworth for ________. I practiced reciting it aloud. I revised, revised, revised. By December 30th, the day of the event, I was ________.

Well, I was confident until I looked around and realized how many people were there. And how big the hall was, and how ________ I felt about myself. How could I ________ a piece of my poetry to 800 people? My heart was beating so hard I thought everyone around me could ________ it. I was nervous. I could feel cool shakes run down my back. I couldn’t remember why I had said yes to the ________. Then the light darkened, the crowd quieted. It was starting.

Suddenly, I was on stage with the bright white lights blinding my view of the audience and the feeling that my ________ was closing up. I leaned in to the microphone and tried out my ________ as I read the title: “Let There Be Light.” My voice boomed (声音低沉洪亮) from the speakers loudly and sounded much more confident than I felt.

The room was ________ as I began my piece, and I tried to focus on the words and ________ the people. The words somehow ________ in the right order, the lines flowed together properly, and I even remembered which words to ________. I finally came to the last line of the poem and breathed a deep sigh of relief. It was over.

The room was dead silent. Maybe no one liked it. I felt like I was going to faint. Then out of the silence there was ________, cheering, and smiling. I had done it. I had shared a piece of my poetry with the world.

6 . When I was a little boy, after playing outside for a few hours, I would come back inside the house and have a deep smell. It was my Italian grandma _________ our Sunday dinner. There would be loaves of freshly baked Italian bread with butter. There would be lots of pasta covered in red sauce which was _________ cooked for hours. Slowly cooked with the sauce sometimes would be meatballs, sometimes potatoes, and sometimes chicken. I remember we would all _________ around the old dining table. Then we would eat with smiles, _________ and joy. I always felt so _________ there with full bellies and happy hearts.

As I got older and became a(n) _________ myself, I tried to make smaller versions(版本)of grandma’s _________ dinner. I got the sauce recipe from Dad. Often I would get very close to making a dinner like hers but it was never quite _________ . There finally came a point when I _________ what I was doing wrong. The taste that I really wanted to get was to regain a __________ . It was not only the delicious food that made those __________ so wonderful, but it was also the feeling of love that was there. Grandma always put her __________ into her cooking and into her life.

Since then I have tried my best to do the same. No matter what I am cooking or what I am doing, I always __________ to season(调味)it with love. I believe never a day can be __________ love if we make it, and every day can be a __________ of joy if we share it.

I was a volunteer at the beginning of this year. It is aimed at helping children who suffer from cancer. One day, we were asked to raise money for cancer research.

Since my friend Lisa was also a volunteer for the organization, I went to the event with her. There were many people at the event. After seeing our poster, some people came to us and talked with us. But few people donated money. It was a bit hot that day. Both Lisa and I got really upset.

Half an hour later, Lisa started complaining, “I don’t think we can raise much money today. ”

“Don’t worry. The event lasts for three hours. There is still a lot of time left，” I said, though I also thought poorly of our plan to raise much money that day.

While Lisa and I were talking, a little boy of about eight years old came to us. He stood in front of our poster and started reading.

After a while, he asked, “What is cancer?”

I explained what cancer is. Then I said, “Many people around the world are suffering from cancer. It can be really dangerous. More research is needed to learn about it so that people with it can suffer less. ”

“Do children suffer from cancer, too?” asked the boy.

“Yes. Many children suffer from cancer. Some of them may die. They need help. ” Lisa said and I nodded.

Hearing that, the boy became sad. The boy looked into our donation container and only saw a few one­dollar and five­dollar bills. The boy said nothing after seeing that and left. Neither Lisa nor I thought the boy would return. However, about twenty minutes later, the boy did return.

The boy happily ran to us and asked, “Would you take a donation from children?”

Both Lisa and I were deeply touched.

8 . Borneo is home to some of the most extraordinary wildlife. Several years ago, I decided to go there for a visit. A local person offered to be my guide，which was a great benefit for me. One day, my guide turned off the smooth road and took me across a _________hillside instead. We picked our way carefully when _________a Rafflesia (大王花) popped into my view among those stones. Oh, dear! More than _________, I bent down and put my nose practically inside the flower’score.

_________to my surprise, it was only one of the_________during the trip. As I_________the end of my trip, there was still something I had yet to see. We planned to _________ most fearing creature there，the saltwater crocodile, which can grow to a _________ of 6 meters or more. When we shone a flashlight towards the muddy shore, little sounds_________ in the darkness as if something unseen underwater had broken the__________. Taking a second look, we spotted two greedy __________just above the water line. As we drew near, it__________and we saw clearly it was a crocodile. With great caution, we neared it and finally could________its true dimensions (尺寸). It was a baby-no more than 0. 6 meter long. Aha, whatever, I could now report to the __________back home, who had never been to Borneo, that I had__________a hungry crocodile in the wild and lived to tell the tale.

The world out there is so fascinating. Don’t let work run your life. Why not step outdoors and enjoy the wonders nature offers to you?

9 . Years ago, I lived in a_____ in a large city. The building next door was only a few feet away from mine. There was a woman who lived there, whom I had _____ met, yet I could see her seat by her window each afternoon, sewing or reading.

After several months had_____, I began to notice that her window was dirty. Everything was unclear_____ the dirty window. I would say to _____, “I wonder why that woman doesn’t wash her window. It really looks_____.”

One bright morning I decided to clean my flat, _____washing the window   on the inside. Late in the afternoon when I finished the_____, I sat down by the window with a cup of coffee for a rest. What a_____! Across   the way, the woman sitting by her window was clearly visible. Her window was clean!

Then it dawned on me. I had been criticizing her dirty window, _____all the time I was watching her through my own dirty window.

That was _____an important lesson for me. How often had I_____and criticized others through the dirty window of my _____, through my own shortcomings?

Since then, whenever I wanted to judge someone, I asked myself _____, “Am I looking at him through my own dirty window?” Then I try to clean the window of my own world so_____ I may see the world more clearly.